At a time historically when conversation is for the most part a lost art, I am amazed that the only people talking are those trapped next to each other on flights or in prison cells on lockdown, or on sinking ships once the last lifeboat is filled. Conversation is not the penalty for isolation, but often it feels such.

Wednesday, January 30, 2013

Photos from the 47th Presidential Inauguration

Wilda Batin, my neice

Bree at the White House with the First Lady and President (smile). Really, we are at the Wax Museum.

Wilda in the Oval Office deciding on crucial policies. In this case, handgun laws.

Wilda and Bree on the Mall after the Inauguration.

Wilda and Bree at the Inauguration on the Mall.

Brianna and Wilda, my granddaughter and niece at the Inauguration.

Three women at the Inauguration.

Wilda and Bree at the Inauguration on the Mall in the unticketed area.